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mintsilhouette · 2 years

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I am supposed to be thinking about a MILLION OTHER THINGS right now and/or sleeping, but instead, here is where my brain is at:

It’s not the most common thing in the world, but girls can sometimes keep growing all the way until the age of 16. So what if Mirabel has one TINY growth spurt left in her and she ends up at basically her mom’s height, and most importantly, a littleeeee bit taller than Bruno? I’m just making myself laugh thinking about him feeling comically betrayed by her for sneaking past him. And by then, Camilo’s gotten taller too (he probably artificially adds on a few more inches around Bruno just to emphasize it, lol) and Bruno is just in a SEA of sobrinos who he has to look up at. He's already spent his whole life dealing with two taller sisters who won’t let him hear the end of it and now this!? HAS HE NOT SUFFERED ENOUGH!? THE INJUSTICE OF IT ALL

Bruno to Antonio, more than a little desperate: You’ll stay small and adorable forever, right?

Antonio, an actual angel: I’ll try! :) :) :)

Smashcut to 12 years later, or maybe Bruno inadvertently sees it in a vision: This boy turns out to be a solid 6′3″ in the future. He is gloriously tall. Get wrecked, Bruno. YOU ARE EVERYONE’S TINY TIO FOREVER

#i am delirious and exhausted lololol #encanto #i was just thinking about some kind of scene (maybe in my fic who knows) where bruno insists on handling something #because he's older and bigger than mirabel and she is like BIGGER? MAYBE you've got a couple centimeters on me #bruno: and don't you forget it #and then it would be cute if she ended up slightly taller in the end and turned the same comment around on him :) :) :)#felix is down there too but let's be real felix is 100% confident in his SHORT KING status he doesn't need to be tall #but bruno has been through all the sisterly teasing and he struggles a little despite pretending not to haha #I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING ANY LONGER GOODNIGHT #text post

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kellexplainsitall · 7 years

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Oh, hey.

I had some time to kill Thursday after the afternoon sessions, so I decided to walk over to the Full House house. The internet led me astray, and I ended up walking close to 3 miles (instead of 1.5) to find it.

But it was worth it. I loved Full House growing up, so it was very surreal to see it. This may be the only chance I have to visit San Francisco, so I am glad I went. I walked halfway home, and then ordered a Lyft for the rest. I was tired and hot, so whatever. The conference had a free happy hour, so I crashed that for a bit, and actually made a friend. Truth be told, I was uploading the aforementioned photo of myself to various social media outlets and drinking free wine when he approached me to chat. It was fun, my parents and I went out for a drink after, then we ordered delivery pizza because we were exhausted.

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I was up at 4 a.m., and went for a quick run. I knew I'd be sitting all day (LOLOLOL FORESHADOWING), so I thought I'd log a few miles. The city was so quiet and dark, I loved it. Post-run, I showered, finished packing, said goodbye and ordered a ride to the airport. My flight to Charlotte went flawlessly, we actually landed early, and I survived by playing Candy Crush and listening to episode of My Favorite Murder.

Once I landed in Charlotte, the real fun begin. I landed at 4:20. My 5:50 flight to Harrisburg was canceled. So, they booked me on the 2:50 flight to Philadelphia and then Harrisburg. Friend, that will not help me. I am in the air. While still on the plane, I called customer service. They told me there was no way they could get me to Harrisburg.

My options were fly to Baltimore at 6 or FLY TO CHICAGO AND THEN PHILLY AND LAND AT 12:45 A.M. Needless to say, I choose Baltimore. Tim said he would come get me, I was scheduled to land around 7:30. I cried, I will not lie. I was exhausted. OK. So, I go to print out my boarding pass and it's for the 7:55 flight to Baltimore, not 6. Cue: rage. Whatever, I have a seat. I am cross-eyed with hunger at this point, so I housed some Mexican and four drinks. DON'T YOU JUDGE ME. I made some more friends, everyone agreed my story was the worst of everyone's.

Thanks.

It's finally time to board, and our flight is delayed until 8:30. I give up. I live in this airport now. I am so beyond exhausted. I finally get on the motherfucking airplane. THIS IS IT. LOL DELAYED 30 MINUTES. Why god why.

We finally take off, land after an hour. Oh... they don' t have a gate for us. This is really helpful. 20 minutes later, we finally get off. I go wait in baggage claim. And wait. And wait. And wait. I am losing my mind, I am beyond exhaustion and am delirious. I finally locate someone from American. "The bags from Charlotte were unloaded a while ago."

LOLOLOLOL MY BAG IS MISSING.

I start crying. I am not proud. We do all the paperwork and they tell me my bag should arrive in Baltimore around 12:30, but they can take it to Harrisburg in the morning. The woman asked me what I needed in my bag "so badly."

Sorry. But seriously?

I tried to calmly explain I had been away for work for a week, so a lot of belongings I "needed" were in there. After I finished the paperwork, Tim came to get me from the parking lot, where he had been patiently waiting, like an adult, and not thinking "go fuck yourself" to everyone like I had.

Just saying.

However, there was a ton of traffic, for whatever reason, getting to the pickup, so I sat there waiting. And like a big, dramatic baby, I cried. I was beyond exhaustion and hunger, and I just wanted my things and to go home. I had a meltdown in the car, the "I AM NEVER TRAVELING AGAIN" kind.

I fell asleep for about an hour in the car, and once home (slightly before 2), we were both out. I debated skipping run club, but I am glad I went, since I missed last week. I had a FANTASTIC RUN, despite the odds, 12 miles at 7:55 pace with humidity and a high DP, and I felt great the whole time. My garmin was in my bag, so I used Tim's, and I didn't really know how to work it, so I was mostly running blind. It's good to push yourself sometimes.

It's really good for me to push myself. Post-run and shower, we hit the market, Costco, Giant and then Tim took me to get my car from the airport. We didn't really do anything the rest of the day, I was tired, so we were pretty lazy.

I forgot to change my alarm for Sunday morning, so I awoke in a panic, 20 minutes later than I had originally planned. I was only 4 minutes late to meet everyone, so that wasn't too bad. We drove out to the rail trail, since we had a longer one on the books. I haven't decided if I will run a fall marathon yet. Right now, longer runs are feeling pretty good though.

I took a nap once home, then Tim and I decided to take our bikes out for a spin, since we just got them back from the shop, where they received tuneups. I hate competitive bike riding, but I love just cruising around. We met Nadya and Liz for a round at the Speakeasy during our trek, which was fun. We didn't get home until dinner, so we just ate and went to bed, well, I did.

And now it's back to reality. I have to admit, I am really looking forward to returning to routine. I ran some EASY miles this morning, I started in the low 9s, then ran a few high 8s. Last week was a lot of mileage for me, so I am cutting back a bit this week.

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